Izzy placed her in his car and drove the lightly sleeping Juan to the inner city.During the ride Izzy glanced over to the young girl. He was thinking ...he doctor must have picked up this hooker and was returning her to the streets. She might be a whore, but she was certainly one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen. He glanced from the road to her during the entire drive. He wondered how "out of it" she was. He touched her smooth cheek and she didn't flitch. He grew bolder and moved his hands. "Look, I'm helping you, aren't I? Let's leave it at that for now," saidEmma.Mandy and Emma continued to discuss what Mandy would tell the police.Mandy would wait until after she had seen Brian Ball before she saw thepolice in case significant new information came to light.The basic story they agreed was that Mandy was a client of Derek Ross's.She had suffered some sort of bereavement or tragedy (this would be madeclearer when she saw Brian) and had been staying with Derek since theprevious. When she arrived at work, Samantha had fought the overwhelming feeling of being so horny all the way to work that she knew what her first priority had to be -- get Tom to fuck her before she could do anything else noteworthy that morning."Hi, Sam, good morning," Tom said as his luscious SEXetary walked through the door into his inner office. "May I tell you that you look sexier every day, baby?" Tom said as he walked over and took his SEXetary in his arms and pulled her pregnant body close. I freeze as I see the knife.You shove your knee between my legs, pressing it painfully against my pussy.Do you make me remove my own top, humiliating me, adding to my participation of the event, re-enforcing your opinion that I’m willing, that I want this? Or do you remove it yourself, taking what you want, making me helpless while you force yourself on me from the start?Do you do the same with my jeans, holding the knife still?In just my knickers and bra, I cant take my eyes off of that knife..